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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:42:19 GMT
"Noooo!" Angel yelled dramatically, falling to the floor. "I feel so betrayed."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:44:07 GMT
I laugh, "For your own good, I'm only trying to help."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:45:03 GMT
"Oh the pain!" Angel yelled, clutching her heart.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:46:04 GMT
"It's what's best for you." I laugh. "Actually, I'm thinking what's best for you right now would be a double labotomy and 10 rolls of rubber wall paper."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:46:38 GMT
"Dude, not nice," Angel groaned, sitting up and glaring at him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:52:59 GMT
I laugh, "Nice glare you've got there."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:53:57 GMT
Angel groaned again, closing her eyes and falling backwards.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:55:45 GMT
"Dead?" I ask.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:58:34 GMT
"What do you think?" Angel grumbled, opening her eyes.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 22:00:20 GMT
"No, alive."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 22:01:25 GMT
"He has brains!"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 22:03:46 GMT
"Surprising yet true."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 22:05:45 GMT
"Yeah," Angel nodded.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 22:07:44 GMT
"Are you getting up?" I ask her.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 22:08:58 GMT
"Maybe. It's comfy down here."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 22:09:28 GMT
"Really?"
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 22:10:37 GMT
"Uh huh," Angel nodded. "You should lay down here sometime."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 22:14:01 GMT
I get up, then lay down on the floor, "I don't see what's so special about it."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 20:07:26 GMT
"You wouldn't," Angel laughed, turning on her side to face him and sticking her tongue out.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 20:17:27 GMT
I laugh, turning my head to face her, "Why not?"
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 20:29:26 GMT
"Because... You're like that?" Angel said, not too sure herself.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 20:42:52 GMT
"You didn't think that through, did you?"
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 20:45:21 GMT
"Nope, yet again," Angel said, laughing slightly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 20:55:10 GMT
"There's a surprise." I smile, looking up at the ceiling, "God the ceiling's boring."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 21:37:59 GMT
"We need to make it more interesting. It is the room of requirement after all."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 21:42:25 GMT
"Yeah, it should be...I don't know, but not that boring."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 21:44:43 GMT
"You think of any way to make it better?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 21:45:07 GMT
"Colours?"
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 21:52:48 GMT
"Pretty!" Angel yelled. "But I swear if you add pink then I'll kill myself."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 21:54:28 GMT
"God, if I added pink I'd kill myself as well. Any objections to green?"
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